Slight liking, quiet love, deep thinking, and light relief.

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There is a person like that, whom I have liked for a long, long time. He appeared in my youth and only stayed in my youth. Later, we never met again. See...

Outside the window, the night is moving forward. The moonlight flows in through the sparse leaves of the sycamore tree, opening a silver net to cover the traces of spring in the center of the memory. Her slender fingers instinctively move on the computer. I typed this incomprehensible text. Could it be that there is still that secret memory hidden in the subconscious?

In middle school, Chunhen was obsessed with various literary and literary novels, so his grades were very bad in subjects. He was ridiculously good in liberal arts and terrible in science. Under the persuasion of his father and teachers, Chunhen was demoted from the graduating class to the lower class. In the next grade, he became a repeater.

Chunhen doesn’t care much about her grades. At this time, she is obsessed with the world of literature. As long as she has books to read, it doesn’t matter where she takes classes. She has no sense of shame about repeating a grade. It's just a matter of changing the classroom.

In September, the lotus leaves in front of the campus have withered, but the green leaves have not withered yet. The morning light captures the silhouette of the whirling sycamores, the west wind suddenly rises among the green waves, and the crushed dreams are sprinkled with the autumn water. A kingfisher flew down like lightning and gave a hot kiss to the lotus pod, and then flew away like lightning. It seemed that I couldn't bear it in my heart. The osmanthus flowers by the pool were as bright as stars. It was the beautiful time for the Queen of Autumn to make a high-profile appearance, and the fragrance filled the entire campus. Chunhen stood quietly in front of the school gate, watching the students go to each classroom, and walked to the new class with infinite tenderness.

There was a copy of "The Rainy Season Never Comes Again" hidden in Chunhen's schoolbag. He quietly slipped in through the back door of the new classroom, looked around, and prepared to choose the quietest and most private corner to hide himself, so carefully Savor this book by San Mao.

Every corner of the classroom was occupied. She was helpless. She randomly chose an empty table by the window and sat down. She looked out the window and saw a small green forest. Beyond the forest was The walls of the campus that block the intrusion of noise. "If you don't have classes, you can hide in the woods and read a book!" Chunhen found a secret place to avoid the noise, and it was inevitable that he would be distracted for a while.

"Welcome new classmate, Zhang Chunhen!" A middle-aged man's deep and slightly magnetic voice brought Chunhen back to reality. She looked stupidly at the teacher on the podium, listened to the sparse applause, and suddenly realized that the teacher was introducing herself. She hurriedly stood up and bowed to the teacher in desperation. At this time, the whole class burst into laughter. Chunhen didn't understand why they were laughing, but her cheeks were inexplicably filled with peach color, and her forehead and palms were sweating involuntarily. She didn't know why she was so funny.

"Is it because I missed a grade?" Chunhen, who was full of doubts, had to put his head low on the table, silently comforting himself in his heart, "I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only read leftover books." . The whole morning was spent in anxiety. As soon as the school bell rang, Chunhen ran out of the classroom and out of the campus. She didn't want to stay here for a moment, but the wind whistling in her ears chased her and shouted, "Escape." You can’t escape, so why not face it bravely?”

After I came back in the afternoon, I finally got through the evening self-study class, and I felt a happy feeling of liberation. Chunhen quickly took out the book he had treasured all day, looking so happy that he completely forgot where he was.

"Hey, classmate, please help me figure out how to solve this problem." A male voice sounded almost in Chunhen's ear.

Chunhen instinctively leaned against the wall by the window. Before she could react, the boy sat down on the empty seat vacated by Chunhen's movement. Chunhen was so frightened that he stood up with a "thud", "Pah!" The boy was tipped to the ground by the bench that suddenly lost his balance, and the whole class burst into laughter again.

There was a bit of mist in Chunhen's sad eyes, a bit of fear, and the thin arms exposed under the short-sleeved white shirt began to tremble, looking pitiful.

"Stop arguing, study hard, and hand in your homework later." A man's voice like the sound of nature came from not far to the left of Chunhen.

He seems to be very attractive in this class. The laughter that he was waiting for a good show just stopped suddenly, and he started to do his homework, both real and fake. Chunhen straightened the bench, and the male classmate on the floor had gotten up and walked away, no longer harassing her.

Full of grievances, Chunhen sat absent-mindedly in her seat and thought, "She offended whomever she provoked. Isn't it just a one-level retention? Is it so unbearable that anyone can laugh at her?"

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Although he was wronged, Chunhen was still very grateful to the male classmate who could lend a helping hand in time. She thought deeply, raised her eyes and secretly looked to the left. As she looked, she saw that he was also looking at her quietly with a smile on his face. Just like this, looking at each other from afar, it was as if a spring breeze suddenly arrived in late spring, and the heart petals opened heavily, slightly revealing a little apricot-colored stamens, as if the sleeves were filled with the smell of spring flowers. Because of this, Chunhen actually felt relieved about the embarrassing incident just now.

Chun Henai is immersed in a world unknown to outsiders, having fun alone, so time passes very quickly. The results of the first monthly exam came out, and I ranked first in the class in liberal arts and last in science.

The new class teacher was very anxious, so he arranged for a classmate to make up for Chunhen’s science studies. Chunhen took a resigned attitude towards the subjects he didn't like and didn't take them seriously. He still went his own way.

On Saturday morning, Chunhen came to school to prepare for Xiaozao to make up lessons as required by the teacher. When she gently opened the classroom door, she was shocked. The teacher actually arranged for the male classmate who came to the rescue to make up lessons for her. It's been a month since she joined the new class. Although Chunhen doesn't want to hear what's going on outside the window, the gossip between the girls will still penetrate the layers of protection and reach her ears.

Chunhen found out that the boy's name was Yichen. He was ranked first in the grade and he played basketball quite well. Because of his sunny and handsome appearance, he naturally became the idol of all the girls in the class. The source of Chunhen's gossip news is limited, just the leaked rumors passed between several girls near the seats, so we can only temporarily call him "the class boy."

Chunhen saw him At that time, my heart was happy. But because of her status as a repeater, she felt inferior for the first time in front of such a perfect member of the opposite sex, and actually regretted not studying hard before. Suddenly she thought of Zhang Ailing's famous saying, "When she met him, she became very low, as low as the dust. But she was happy in her heart, and flowers bloomed from the dust." Thinking of this, Chun Hen felt I am a bit "shameless", I don't study hard, I think wildly and I feel sorry for the teacher's hard work. So she put away her mixed feelings and walked towards her seat.

"Hi, hello! I'm Chunhen, sorry to trouble you."

"Hi, I'm Yichen, can you tell me what you don't understand?"< /p>

After talking for a while, Chunhen estimated that Yichen must regret agreeing to the teacher to give her extra lessons, because her science subjects were completely blank, and she even thought that Yichen would throw the book and leave. But she could only use clear and beautiful, helpless and desolate eyes to save his back...

"Hey, look at this classmate, you have to start from the foundation of the first volume!" Yichen asked He raised the sword eyebrows on Jun's face, pushed the organized outline and exercises to Chunhen and said: "The exercises must be returned to me before this morning, and the error rate must not exceed 20%, otherwise the eight thousand meters on the playground Run away." After saying that, he went to the other side to solve his own problems with a zombie face, without even looking at Chun Hen's painful face.

What Chunhen hates most is physical education class, let alone running. I originally had extravagant hopes for Yichen, as he was the one who helped her after all. However, that zombie face in an idol drama didn't even raise his head, and was immersed in a sea of ??questions.

Forced by such a ruthless person in the valley of death, it was impossible for Chunhen to run away in a hurry. She had her own pride, and with a sudden change of heart, she put her delicate knot behind her mind and read page after page. I started reading a mathematics book and worked through the exercises over and over again. There was no fantasy literature in front of me, only formulas and sketches. As I continued to do it, I found some order and direction. The logic became clearer, and the questions seemed not as complicated as before. .

"Okay, let's collect the homework!"

Chunhen was immersed in the struggle with math problems, when Yichen came to her side and shouted.

Chun Hen raised her beautiful eyes like smoke, looked at Yichen pitifully and said: "There is still a little bit, can we wait?"

"Ten minutes Then retract the paper." Yichen said coldly and turned to look at the scenery in the corridor outside the classroom.

Chunhen didn't have time to appreciate the tall and handsome back, so he threw himself back into the sea of ??questions. It's better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others. I used to be fascinated by that person's smile, but now I hate his coldness. . "Hmph! Isn't it just that science is better than me? I'm not better at liberal arts.

I want to see who among us can have the last laugh, bad guy! ”

Ten minutes later, Yichen appeared on time, as if he could pinch and count, and he was accurate. In less than half an hour, Yichen had finished correcting. Of course, the error rate was not guaranteed to be 200. Within twenty. Yichen said: "Since you can hand in the paper on time, the penalty will be halved. See you on the 4,000-meter playground. "

Chun Hen's heart almost stopped beating when he heard these words. "Is this still the knight who reached out to help in time? Won't running like the wind kill my breath? It would be better to throw me among the waves or in the jungle and let me fend for myself! "Just when Chunhen was thinking wildly.

"It would have been five thousand meters if we came out a little later. "Yichen's cold voice sounded again.

Chunhen packed up the books in a hurry and ran out of the classroom in a hurry, chasing Yichen's figure, for fear that he would really increase the distance to five thousand meters when he was angry. It would kill her.

Yichen and Chunhen came to the school playground one after another. Even though it was October, the midday sun was still very dazzling. Chunhen was holding a schoolbag. He looked at Yichen sadly and said, "Can you not run away? ”

“No, start!” "Yichen took the schoolbag and sat down on the table tennis table to enjoy the scenery of Chunhen running.

As Chunhen ran, he regretted that he had not studied science well before, so he was laughed at and laughed at by others. She secretly vowed in her heart not to give others the opportunity to be ridiculed or disappointed. While running, Chun Hen was thinking about it, and she didn't even count how many laps she had run.

< p> "Okay, you're done running, come here. "Yichen waved to Chunhen from a distance.

When Chunhen walked to him, Yichen had a bottle of water in his hand at some point, and he thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap. Putting the water in Shui Hen's hand, he straightened the wet hair on Chun Hen's forehead, leaving it there for a few seconds.

"If I love you, and you do too. You happen to love me. When your hair is messed up, I will smooth it out for you with a smile. Then, I will linger on your hair for a few more seconds. "At this moment, the poem Haruki Murakami flashed out of Haruki's mind inexplicably. She panted heavily and shook her head desperately, thinking, "It must have been running for too long, and the lack of oxygen in the brain caused hallucinations. How can a zombie face be so gentle and affectionate? ”

Yichen looked at the spring marks on his shoulders and chest that were still shaking slightly. His bright red cheeks were like a big red rose filled with fragrant dew, blooming petal by petal. It made people want to have sex. A gentle kiss in front of me

"Ahem! "I don't know whether it was because I drank the water too quickly, or because I was so flustered that Chunhen choked and coughed.

Yichen stopped his hand that was in mid-air and was about to pat Chunhen's back, and said softly: "Slow down. Drink, no one will compete with you! "

After a while, Yichen asked, "Are you feeling better? Go home and continue the weekend tomorrow! ”

At this time, Chunhen really wanted to be coquettish with Yichen and asked him not to punish her, but in the end she, who was as proud as a peacock, didn’t say anything and just pretended to be free and easy. He waved and put on his schoolbag and walked away, leaving a lonely figure for Yichen to enjoy.

In this way, someone saw him competing with Like and Yichen on the weekend. The two figures were sitting and the other was running desperately. Chunhen began to use all the available time to go through the exercises from the first volume to the present, from simple to complex, bit by bit in Yichen's mind. With the help of Bi Chen, time passed quickly. The final exam results came out. Chunhen's science scores were beyond the expectations of many students, reaching the upper-middle level. The overall score also began to approach Yichen. One semester After that, I also formed a friendship with my classmates. At the end-of-semester parent-teacher meeting, the teacher praised Yichen for his excellent results and his willingness to help others, and called on his classmates to learn from him.

Chunhen felt that every score she had achieved was inseparable from Yichen's sincere help. Although she didn't like being punished, it didn't seem so annoying as long as Yichen sat there with her. She wanted to thank Yichen properly. , but I didn’t think of a more suitable method. Thinking that we would still go to school together next semester, Chunhen felt no urgency. “If the love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night. "Chun Hen thought of a poem again "shamelessly", so he happily went home for the winter vacation.

In March, spring comes, the fragrance is released in sequence, cherry blossoms, peach red, plum blossom, those dreams that were imprisoned by winter come again, those unspoken words, unfulfilled promises, in such a thick In the spring with the fragrance of flowers, you can let your wishes rest.

Chunhen came to the classroom excitedly, preparing to give Yichen an unexpected surprise, because she spent a whole holiday collecting the signatures of Yichen’s favorite football star and his long-awaited Sneakers, I spent all of Chunhen's new year's money to buy them!

Yichen's seat was empty. Some people said something happened to Yichen's family and they moved away; some people said that Yichen got seriously ill and went to a big place for treatment. Chunhen didn't believe anything, so she ran to ask the teacher. The teacher said that she only received a call asking to suspend school. The details were unclear at the moment. He told Chunhen to study hard and not let Yichen's help to her go down.

The two railway tracks of happiness and sadness rushed past Chunhen alternately in just an instant. Everything became hasty and blurred, except for the deep regret that bit and hurt quickly. My numb heart has been in pain for many years.

The moonlight outside the window dances between the gaps in the sycamore trees. Chunhen looks back at the years. She and Yichen only had a superficial love in time. She has been in love quietly for many years. Now she understands life and has a deep understanding of life. After thinking deeply, there is no possibility of reunion with this affectionate persistence. Even if we meet again, Yichen may have forgotten that there was a woman named Chunhen in his life. He can only put down his longing and quietly taste the falling flowers in the red dust of fireworks. , look at the white clouds leisurely, guard the remaining fleeting years, and have a good time!